Cyril-18-Scavenger-Tags; Ari
Cyril took off his hoodie that was wrapped around his waist, he threw it over himself and ran to catch up with Ari. He didn't want admit the attraction towards the curly headed guy, but he had already gone warm. Why should I like him? He wouldn't like me for a second,
shortie prolly' doesn't like tall guys his thoughts whirled past him, his emotions could easily be read, thats why he hated having emotions for everything. He spun around quickening his pace to be ahead of Ari. A smirk ran across his pale face, his green eyes focusing on him. "Soooo what are you hiding?" he giggled taking at a small white box out of his leather satchel that had been worn with age. "I mean; no one talks in the woods; comes out like it's nothing" the small white box was a pack of cigarettes he had stolen before he came into camp. He took one out and placed it in between his teeth.













